After many years we see each other again; the past seems like smoke. His eyes that loved me are now cold. I want to bring up the things from back then, to snuggle and touch. He smiles indifferently, rejecting my words.
I’m still worried of facing him; it is I who was too foolish and kind. How can I blame him? He gave me too much. Sad romance, oh. I’m still worried of facing him; I find it hard to love him. I can’t forget, I can’t let go. Sad romance. I can’t quite say it, oh.
Interlude. -Na Ying (那英) “心酸的浪漫”